OHGEE - Nextels & NinePieces

Yeah
R.I.P. Tito
You can't feel your face, this shit Puro from Colombia
Y los sentimientos ya me fue, so who the fuck is y'all
I don't trust the soul, I've been burnt too many times
Nextels and sum Nine pieces bitch press rewind
You can't feel your face, this shit puro from Colombia
Y los sentimientos ya me fue, so who the fuck is y'all
I don't trust the soul, I've been burnt too many times
Nextels & sum Ninepieces bitch press rewind
Used to hit my partna , on the chirp like yo I got the work
Aight, slide through, give me a minute, let me weigh it first
Better have the bread, don't waste my time cause you can't get it back
And I ain't got no app, pussy bitch you better have the cash
grew up real, fast around the gangstas and the dope boyz
south Miami 80's baby, you already know boy
glizzy got a dick, my bitch use it as a sex toy
Blow the whistle like a general and watch them troops deploy
And I ain't up for all this bullshit and this chit chat
know its hard, reach me on my phone and I'll admit that
Shorty know she pressure pretty face, with a nice ass
She can't hide the fact, she get pissed she hit my line and I don't write back
Sorry lil mama, we bustin' blocks, can't get out the trap
Paranoid, got me ridin', dirty don't leave without the strap
Mom I'm sorry I lost my mind, you can try to help but I won't get it back
Play pussy, get fucked, your face will fall right in your lap
You can't feel your face, this shit Puro from Colombia
Y los sentimientos ya me fue, so who the fuck is y'all
I don't trust the soul, I've been burnt too many times
Nextels & sum nine pieces, bitch press rewind
You can't feel your face, this shit puro from Colombia
Y los sentimientos ya me fue, so who the fuck is y'all
I don't trust the soul, I've been burnt too many times
Nextels & sum nine pieces, bitch press rewind
We ain't smokin' BAP, bitch we blowin' down exotic packs
I mean this shit stank HOE, will REEK soon as you crack the pack
We ain't make a sound, suppressors on the pipes when we come around
Keep runnin' that dick sucker, in the lake where you might be found
Dirty Dade baby, that's the way I gotta keep it
And you should be ashamed of yourself, yeah I said it
And you don't want the smoke, lil nigga so just dead it
And then go back to your squad and tell them it was OHGEE who said IT
You can't feel your face, this shit Puro from Colombia
Y los sentimientos ya me fue, so who the fuck is y'all
I don't trust the soul, I've been burnt too many times
Nextels and some nine pieces, bitch press rewind
You can't feel your face, this shit Puro from Colombia
Y los sentimientos ya me fue, so who the fuck is y'all
I don't trust the soul, I've been burnt too many times
Nextels and some nine pieces, bitch press rewind
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Written by:
Orlando Gonzalez

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